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Lord, deliver me. Deliver me from hatred into love. Deliver me from anger into peace. Deliver me from sadness into joy. Lord, Deliver me from silence when I should speak From complacency when I should be moved From guilt when I should be grateful. Lord, Deliver me from my careless … Continue reading Lord, Deliver Me.
Angels where you soar up to God’s own light take my own lost bird on your hearts tonight and as grief once more mounts to heaven and sings, let my love be heard whispering in your wings. A Prayer by Alfred Noyes Music by Jake Runestad I can’t imagine what it would be like to live … Continue reading let my love be heard.
You tried to call me by something I wasn’t. You tried to call me “love.” You tried to name me. You tried to fit me in a place you thought I belonged. But soon, you called me “too much.” Or “too little.” But you never called me “Enough.” I fell short. I needed to “calm … Continue reading you called me
She was a late bloomer. When the other girls wore mascara in 7th grade, she zipped up her favorite hoodie and wondered why. (She looks back on pictures now and knows why.) But she didn’t care. She wanted her books and her music and her laughter, not the attention of a prepubescent boy. Some people … Continue reading Ode to the Girl
In recent weeks I’ve had more time to read. I used to be an avid reader, especially of the classics, but college will do things to you. After reading a social science textbook for three hours straight, trying to make sense of abstract concepts and miles of charts…sitting down and reading a book afterward isn’t … Continue reading Writer’s Envy, Or, an Inch of Influence.
Audrey D. DeBoer 